Sorry about the wait, people. I've been dead busy (my sis got married!!!) But here's the second chapter. And if you think this stuff belongs to me, you should visit a little place I like to call the Loony Bin. Oh yeah, and check out AbsoluteNutters if you haven't already! Yours,

Hermione Double

Recruitment

Now for stage two- RECRUITMENT. I've already decided on my troupes- but I just need to actually convince them to join the ranks, which I am sure they'll be more than willing to do after a little persuasion, (and if not, I'm sure a couple of my Bat Bogey Hexes won't go amiss.) I think I'd better write a letter to Harry at them Muggle idiots. Parchment……….

Dear Harry,

Hi! Ginny here. I know you're meeting us soon, but I think I should give you an advance invitation (or warning- depends how you look at it) about some things that are likely to happen when you arive. Have you ever noticed how my dear brother Ron totally fancies Hermione, and Hermione totally fancies Ron, yet neither of them has realised it? Well, we're all getting rather sick of it, so I've decided to try and help get them together. The plans are strictly confidential at this stage of the operation. Fred and George are going to help too. (Trust me, they will!)

Love,

Ginny

PS, I suppose I should say I have attached a hex to this piece of parchment, so if you do tell Ron or Hermione any of the plans in this letter, you will be severely sorry. It also prohibits either of them to read it if they happen to find it.

Okay, does "love" sound too informal? Well, never mind- I've sent it now.

Now to the difficult bit: persuading Fred and George. I suppose they'll be in their room, developing some revolting way to maim your enemies.

And, sure enough, they're making a little something called Bake Your Own Bogies.

'Ginny, get out. Our experiments are top secret.'

'Not until you hear me out.'

'Fine, but you'd better hurry up. The bogies are on the boil and they have been known to explode if left too long.'

'Ew! Okay. You know Ron?'

'Unfortunately.'

'And you know Hermione?'

'Ginny, is this going anywhere? We really are very busy, and we are armed with Shrinking Skin Sweets.'

'Okay. Well, I have an idea for a new product.'

'No chance Ginny. We are the owners and developers of Weasley's Wizard Wheezes, so you can get lost. You aren't getting your hands on any of OUR gold.'

'I don't want any of it!'

'Well, explain what you want or get out, now.'

Oh, how to explain?

'Okay, if you just shut up for a second I'll tell you. Right, well, I was thinking about Ron and Hermione, and they're both too thick to realise they fancy each other.'

'They fancy each other now?'

'God, you can so tell you are related to Ron.'

'No, I noticed it too. Remember that time at the Yule Ball, and all of a sudden Ron started hating Krum for no reason whatsoever?' Well, at least Fred's got a tiny amount of brain. Tiny being the operative word.

'Oh, yeah. I suppose you could be right. Oh my god!! Do you realise what this means?'

'Yep. A seriously good opportunity to blackmail our fave little bro.'

'No! Please just think about this! Me and Harry……'

'Ooooohhh, Ginny, you and Harry, eh?' God, I HATE them!

'Will you let me finish? Well, me and Harry have decided that we're gonna help them.'

'And how do you intend to do that?'

'Well, we're going to use some interesting ways to make them realise they like each other, so as to shut them up, and make them a hell of a lot happier.'

'And what, pray tell, does this have to do with us?'

'A lot. You're gonna help us.'

'Oh, are we now?' They said, in unison.

'Yes you bloody well are.'

'And what's gonna happen if we don't?'

'Then you'll seriously regret it. Remember, I'm a dab hand at Bat-Bogey Hexes.'

'Okay, what do you want us to do?'

'Well, first of all, I want you to make a new product to make them realise they fancy each other. Something along the lines of a Love Potion, only they don't need one of them. And you know how good you two are at embarrassing people, well, here's your chance. I'll leave it to you. Do whatever you want as long as it's safe, and legal. I don't think Hermione would ever forgive us if it weren't.'

'Right, we'll think about it.'

'Thank you. I owe you one.'

'And Ginny?'

'Yes?'

'If you ever step foot in this room without our permission ever again, I swear you will regret it.'

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